Fu Chaosheng, a great demon, once said that "the way of heaven is nothing but a dead thing". What she cultivated was the "way of man". This was because people could not escape from their bodies and see this world in their lifetime. Therefore, the "way of heaven" was nothing but what people thought was the "way of heaven".
If the way of heaven is cruel, there should be no good or evil.
If the Way of Heaven has no good or evil, then the so-called "good people" should not be the so-called "sons of the Way", unless...
Jianchou's eyes gradually deepened. He only looked ahead and murmured, "Unless the way of heaven is also derived from human heart, so we can 'deceive heaven'..."
Fu Chaosheng actually felt a little confused after hearing this.
He only vaguely understood the speculations revealed in Jianchou's few words, but he could no longer use his own thoughts to guess what she was thinking at the moment. He could not help but feel the gap that had existed from the beginning to the end.
The barrier between humans and demons.
But in the past, his relationship with Jianchou was only a distant one, and there was no time when they needed to be together day and night or even discuss these things in the world, so even if there was a gap, he didn't think there was anything wrong. But now he felt that this natural gap blocked something, so that although he sat next to Jianchou, he couldn't go any further.
This feeling is a bit strange again.
Jianchou sat quietly by the Yellow Springs River. The only thing that came to her mind at this moment was the words of the Saint Son Jiye, "There are no gods between heaven and earth." She gradually remembered the Order of All Living Beings and slowly fell into her own thoughts, looking at the dark sky.
Fu Chaosheng didn't disturb her and just sat with her.
Until suddenly a speedboat floated on the river ahead, like a dark phantom, coming with the wind and stopping at the riverside!
A ghost soldier on the boat who was delivering the message had a panicked look on his face. He almost crawled down from the boat and ran straight past the two of them, shouting loudly as he ran: "Elder, elder, battle report from the front! Battle report from the front! Maocheng, Maocheng has been broken!!!"
"What?"
The faces of several ghost elders outside the charity cemetery suddenly changed and they stood up!
"Wasn't it guarding well for the past two days? How come it broke all of a sudden?!"
All the elite ghost cultivators who were refining soul puppets in the charity cemetery heard these words clearly. They stopped their actions for a moment and looked at each other, with a hint of hesitation and horror in their eyes.
Who doesn’t know the balance of power between the two sides
The defense lines of the Jiyu area have always been stronger than the previous ones, and the Nineteen Continents only have nearly ten thousand cultivators, so the number of reinforcements is limited. Even if Maocheng is not good, and the cultivators of the Nineteen Continents are strong, they should be able to hold out for a few more days. How could it be broken so easily
Such a loud noise naturally woke up Jianchou.
She collected her thoughts, frowned slightly, and looked towards the entrance of the charity cemetery.
The ghost soldier who came to deliver the message was not very low in cultivation, but his expression was full of fear as if he had survived a disaster. Facing the stern questions of several elders, he trembled and replied: "Reply, report to the elders, the watchtower, there is something wrong with the watchtower. For some reason, the watchtower in Maocheng suddenly malfunctioned and could not draw the earth's power from the ground to cover it. The cultivators from the Nineteen Continents took the opportunity to introduce the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The incident happened suddenly and we were completely unprepared. More than half of the tens of thousands of ghost cultivators were slaughtered in an instant! Although several ghost generals fought hard, they were killed by several powerful cultivators from the Nineteen Continents. The opponent's formation had one more powerful person than the one in the Ghost Gate Battle that day, known as the 'Sword Emperor', who split the gate of Maocheng with one sword. We, we really couldn't stop it. Within two moments after Maocheng was breached, the seven cities in the southwest had all fallen into the control of the Nineteen Continents..."
"… "
When the ghost soldier who delivered the message finished his words, he sounded hoarse with fear, as if he had thought of a war scene, with intense fear in his eyes.
There was a deathly silence in front of the charity cemetery.
Only the blood-red water in the Yellow Spring is still flowing gently and thrillingly.
The withered old man who was guarding the charity cemetery had no expression on his face, but Li Yan, the elder of the Ghost King clan, had a livid face, his chest was heaving violently, and his eyes were flickering, and it was unclear whether it was out of fear or anger.
He asked coldly, "Does Bafang City have any instructions?"
"I came here for this matter." The ghost soldier who delivered the message dared not neglect it and quickly replied, "The matter is urgent. The Yama Kings suspect that the sudden failure of the Maocheng Watchtower is not a coincidence, but a deliberate act by a master of formations from the Nineteen Continents. If this is true, the Extreme Domain is in danger. Therefore, His Royal Highness Prince Qin Guang has issued a secret order, asking all the elders to strictly supervise and make sure to complete the soul puppet sacrifice as soon as possible and send it to Bafang City quickly!"
After hearing this, the elders looked solemn.
After hearing this, Jianchou and Fu Chaosheng looked at each other.
The matter of the Soul Puppets was already urgent, and now a strict order has been issued to urge it, which obviously makes it even more urgent. Moreover, at least in King Qin Guang’s plan, the power of this batch of Soul Puppets and the role they can play should not be underestimated!
Since it is a strict order from Bafang City, Yizhuang certainly dare not neglect it.
No matter what the ghost cultivators thought after hearing the news that Mao City was breached, they did not dare to reveal it at all at this time and place. They just tried their best to speed up the soul puppet sacrifice under the strict supervision of several elders.
Of course Jianchou was not idle either.
Her current identity as "Lian Zhao", which has some connection with "Li Han", is undoubtedly an excellent disguise, and is very suitable for doing something at this critical moment.
But in the end it failed.
After the news of the fall of Maocheng came, the atmosphere in the charity cemetery was obviously much more tense than before. Even the elders who were originally just watching outside the charity cemetery were guarding inside the cemetery at all times, monitoring and urging. Even though Jianchou had extremely high cultivation, he did not dare to take the risk of using any reckless means at this moment.
She also thought about finding out what was happening outside the village.
There were only a hundred soul puppets in the cemetery, and according to what Fu Chaosheng knew and what the elders of the Ghost King clan had revealed before, there were only a few inside. More coffins were neatly arranged outside and behind the cemetery, and were tightly covered.
But every time she pretended to have nothing to do and walked over to take a look, she would always find that the elder, who was as thin as a skeleton, would lift up his wrinkled eyelids and look at her with his eyes that had only whites instead of pupils.
—It’s hard to get close.
After running into the old man twice, Jianchou was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he stopped moving and discussed with Fu Chaosheng to make plans after the soul puppets were refined.
It didn't take long to wait.
It was originally planned to complete the ritual within six or seven days, but the severe news coming from Maocheng obviously made everyone worried. With forced concentration, the speed naturally increased, and it only took three days!
The last ray of dark purple light sank into the soul puppet made up of broken fragments, like a living shadow, sinking deeply into the top of the soul puppet's head.
With a "swish", the soul puppet opened its eyes.
A pair of eyes that seem to be bright but are actually numb!
The surrounding earth's Yin energy automatically condensed and turned into robes that were no different from those worn by the monks from the Nineteen Continents. It stood up straight from the coffin and floated into the air!
At this moment, all the ghost cultivators in the charity cemetery were terrified!
Inside the old and gloomy manor, hundreds of blood-red Yellow Springs coffins were all empty. Hundreds of soul puppets that had already been sacrificed stood in the air like living people, filling everyone's vision!
The expressions on each soul puppet's face were stiff and numb.
They were clearly just hundreds of puppets that were refined by their hands, but the powerful aura emanating from their bodies seemed to be far stronger than that of themselves as the ones who refined them!
The more numb the expression is, the colder it makes one's heart tremble!
Jianchou was standing in a corner of the village watching, with a dark and cold light flashing in his eyes, but he didn't say a word. He just shifted his gaze away from the hundred soul puppets and looked at Fu Chaosheng and several ghost elders in front of him.
Li Yan inspected the area and confirmed that the ritual was complete. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Fu Chaosheng, "Master Li Han, the task assigned by His Royal Highness Prince Qin Guang has been completed. The Soul Puppet ritual is complete. What instructions do you have?"
"Okay." Fu Chaosheng looked around and nodded without any flaws, saying, "Don't worry about what happens next. I will take these 100 soul puppets to the Eight Directions Hell Palace and report to His Royal Highness Qin Guangwang. Now that you have completed your mission, you should return to Fengdu City immediately. The Nineteen Continents have already broken through the second line of defense, so they will probably be able to fight again soon after a little rest, and it is time for you to go and serve."
"yes."
When mentioning the war on the front line, the eyelids of several elders could not help but twitch. The eyes of the ghost cultivators also flickered, and it was obvious that they were all in a state of confusion.
But no one dared to refute, and they all responded in unison.
So then they split into two groups.
The elite ghost cultivators originally from Fengdu City returned to Fengdu under the leadership of three ghost elders; Fu Chaosheng rolled up his sleeves, took hundreds of soul puppets, and went to Bafang City to report as planned.
It’s just that Jianchou is special.
She was also a ghost cultivator selected by Fengdu City, but everyone guessed that she had an affair with "Li Han", so she did not participate in the soul puppet sacrifice at the beginning, and when she left, she did not go with the many ghost cultivators, but followed "Li Han" directly.
When the ghost cultivators saw this, they couldn't help but complain in their hearts, thinking that Lian Zhao had no idea where he got this evil trick from, to have the ability to make Li Han so confused.
But when they left, no one dared to comment.
They boarded the big ferry they had come by and returned to Fengdu.
Fu Chaosheng also took Jianchou to say goodbye to the strange old man guarding the charity cemetery and boarded another completely different snow-white ferry.
Also on board were hundreds of soul puppets.
After floating onto the boat, everyone stood there like wooden stakes, motionless.
Jianchou stood beside Fu Chaosheng at the bow and watched. After they were some distance away from the charity cemetery, his expression finally darkened. "There are over a thousand soul puppets, and these one hundred are only one in ten. When they were inside the charity cemetery, the old man guarding the cemetery strictly required everyone to go outside the cemetery, and did not give anyone else the opportunity to touch the coffins outside the cemetery. Counting the number, there are nine coffins outside and only one inside. I guess the majority are in the blood coffins outside the cemetery."
"You want to go back and explore?"
Fu Chaosheng easily noticed his thoughts.
Jianchou did not beat around the bush. The blood line between her eyebrows lit up, and a murderous and vicious aura quietly emerged from the thin line of light hidden in her ancestral orifice. She said, "The soul puppet is a small matter. I am afraid that after it is thrown into the battlefield, it will disrupt the morale of the 19th Continent and even the hearts of our Yashan. The old man guarding the Yizhuang is one realm lower than me in cultivation. It should not be difficult to kill him, and then destroy the soul puppet and complete the task in one battle."Μ.166xs.cc
Fu Chaosheng also knew her strength. As she said, it would not take much effort to kill the old man. Moreover, her strength was not yet at the level where she could quietly disguise herself and enter Bafang City without being discovered. Naturally, she should not take the risk of sneaking into Bafang City with him.
Can…
He frowned slightly: "What should we do with these hundreds of soul puppets now?"
"You want to sneak into Bafang City. If you don't have these hundred soul puppets to lead you to report, it will inevitably arouse suspicion." Although Jianchou wanted to smash all the soul puppets on the boat with a palm, her reason told her that it was necessary to keep them. "What are the movements of King Qin Guang and other kings of hell in Bafang City, and what is Shao Ji's plan, which is more important. I would like to ask Brother Chaosheng to take these hundred soul puppets and take the risk to investigate. The rest can be left to nature."
This means that she has given up on these hundred soul puppets.
In the face of the overall situation, we naturally give up the trivial and focus on the important.
Fu Chaosheng was speechless after hearing this. He just stared at her seemingly extremely calm face for a long time. In the end, he didn't say a word of comfort. He just nodded to her to reassure her.
Jianchou didn't even look back. He flew up, floated down from the bow of the ferry, crossed the blood-red water of Huangquan, and landed back on the riverside. He concealed his figure and breath, and went towards the charity cemetery.
The ghost cultivators have already withdrawn, and this place seems particularly deserted.
The mud along the river bank was a cold dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood, making the cemetery surrounded by blood coffins look even more eerie and terrifying.
But after a moment, she saw the charity cemetery again.
However, the situation was somewhat unexpected.
The powerful and rich spiritual consciousness quietly spread out, covering the entire charity cemetery, including the more than 900 blood coffins around the cemetery that the spiritual consciousness could not penetrate, but no trace of the existence of any ghost cultivator was found!
—The strange old man who was guarding the charity cemetery before is not here!
Seeing that his brows were suddenly furrowed, he felt surprised.
The old man's status in the Ten Great Ghost Clans and the Eight Directions Hell Palace is obviously not ordinary, and it is even possible that he is higher than the "Li Han" disguised by Fu Chaosheng! You know, King Qin Guang attaches great importance to this place and these soul puppets. After sending away "Li Han" and the ghost clan cultivators, it has not even been two quarters of an hour. How could he just leave the charity cemetery that he was supposed to guard
Something doesn't seem right.
A bad premonition quietly came over me.
As Jianchou's thoughts flashed through his mind, his spiritual awareness, which had originally covered the entire charity cemetery, suddenly expanded outwards, becoming twice as wide!
But still nothing!
The expression on her face turned completely cold, and her heart gradually sank. She stared at the miasma that enveloped the charity cemetery and blocked her vision. She stood in the void for a long time, and finally fell down.
A ray of light was silently grasped in his palm.
Jianchou stepped on the soft and sticky soil and slowly walked into the area covered by the miasma. He stopped in front of a tightly closed blood coffin on the right side of the outer periphery. He raised his head and raised his sword. He inserted the tip of the sword stained with a line of red into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body!
With a "bang", the blood-red coffin lid slid to the ground in an instant, breaking into a pool of blood, and revealing the situation inside the coffin to everyone.
There was no corpse in the coffin, no old man, and not even a soul puppet!
Nothing...
Empty!
The wind suddenly became shrill, and the miasma was stirring like a demon, and Jianchou's back began to feel cold...